tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198766087045094464.post7773056756762142965..comments2023-04-09T02:59:43.145-07:00Comments on Pamela Foster Secrets and Vices: Pamela Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08733582747329915399noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198766087045094464.post-77013842173292496772011-12-29T17:50:38.504-08:002011-12-29T17:50:38.504-08:00Ah, Pam, you are so funny!
I agree with you: ther...Ah, Pam, you are so funny! <br />I agree with you: there's nothing the matter with me. I'm a writer, a creater, a blythe spirit that wants more out of life than 9-5, bills, and ho-hum days. It's everyone else that nuts, not me!Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16499368487979919530noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198766087045094464.post-63701194958372212532011-12-29T07:51:40.280-08:002011-12-29T07:51:40.280-08:00Ha! Great post, Pam and I agree 100% with your con...Ha! Great post, Pam and I agree 100% with your conclusion. I never knew what exactly it is that's wrong with me until I met all my wonderful writer friends ;)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198766087045094464.post-3934483225594483322011-12-29T07:48:27.604-08:002011-12-29T07:48:27.604-08:00Dates? We're supposed to keep track of dates? ...Dates? We're supposed to keep track of dates? Not just what day of the week it is, but what number on the calendar? And, remember if anything important happened on that date? Not me. In our house I was the dateless wonder. My husband used to joke he was the only man in the world who didn't get in trouble for not remembering his wife's birthday, because she didn't know when it was. Not true. I know when my birthday is, my husband's birthday, the anniversary of him leaving, our kids' birthdays, our grandkids' birthdays, our anniversary. I KNOW when they are, I'm just not usually aware that the date has arrived, because I don't keep track of what the date is. One exception, I always remember the day he left to go live with the angels, it's etched into my heart. Plus, now you get to celebrate your anniversary twice. :) ~NitaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198766087045094464.post-68757816820167773062011-12-29T07:38:46.534-08:002011-12-29T07:38:46.534-08:00Ah, Jan, such a romantic.
By the by, I was also we...Ah, Jan, such a romantic.<br />By the by, I was also wearing a sweater that was a mom hand-me-down last night.<br /><br />Mike? I'm all ears.Pamela Fosterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17467186903988420462noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198766087045094464.post-1717595523148343612011-12-29T07:30:23.164-08:002011-12-29T07:30:23.164-08:00Love this, Pam. And after reading it, I have to ag...Love this, Pam. And after reading it, I have to agree again. We DO need to get our mothers together. :) I wouldn't worry about the anniversary "mishap." Shouldn't we treat every day of our marriage as a celebration?Jan Morrillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15600019541133998696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198766087045094464.post-84423908586710929652011-12-29T07:30:22.123-08:002011-12-29T07:30:22.123-08:00Ahahahaha! Bravo!Ahahahaha! Bravo!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com